[ She smiles at that, warm and wistful; she probably had the exact same expression the first time Alfred handed her a mug.
It doesn't fade, either, just turns a bit wry. ]
Yeah, she did it where I could see it for a reason. [ Girl will hear about it, too. And probably laugh at her. ]
How about we go back and forth? You tell me one thing bothering you right now, I'll tell you one... [ And they can repeat the pattern or not, depending on how much they talk about the first issues.
Considering how highly they both prioritise the Barge, chances are high they'll blend personal and professional regardless. ]
Nobody's been like "You're encouraging bad habits by doing violent stuff!", either.
[Which had been a welcome surprise - and, maybe, yet another sign that she's a bit too quick to assume that her fellow passengers are going to be criticize her wardening methods.]
Somewhere in the middle, I think. ...I don't remember it, Cass left me a recording talking about her time here. [ Which she's glad for; less unsettling, and a new video of her daughter to look at when -
Well, when being on the Barge reminds her too much of the Cassandra she lost, instead. ]
She didn't tell me everything. Just that Callisto seemed - lost, to her. Lost and hurting. [ And angry, but that part's obvious to anyone within a mile radius. ]
[ Her response is a shocked, exaggerated grimace - HOW DARE - before grinning and sipping her own cup. ]
Well. I've been...avoiding thinking about home very much, while I've been here. And then - well, there have been a couple of disappearances, and it's -
[ She shrugs, as that warm cheer fades entirely, leaving her looking grim and tired. ]
We only met once. But sometimes... [ Sometimes profound connections don't take long to form, and she closes her eyes a moment, lips thinning. She's angry that she didn't get a chance to really know him. Angry that he didn't get a chance to heal.
The the anger fades away, and she's just...sad. ]
He was ancient and brilliant and wounded. Shattered, I think, by something he'd lost. He promised to teach me whatever I wanted to learn, in return for never being his Warden because he didn't want me to waste my time.
Sometimes you can tell right away that somebody is your person.
[She says, taking a stab at finishing the thought. Tiffany attaches quickly, but those first meeting attachments are still rare and special, even for her.]
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[She says, leaning over her mug and taking in a deep inhale. She's used to instant Swiss Miss, and whatever this is smells heavenly.]
But if Cass called you out on it, it sounds like she thinks it'd be good for you.
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It doesn't fade, either, just turns a bit wry. ]
Yeah, she did it where I could see it for a reason. [ Girl will hear about it, too. And probably laugh at her. ]
How about we go back and forth? You tell me one thing bothering you right now, I'll tell you one... [ And they can repeat the pattern or not, depending on how much they talk about the first issues.
Considering how highly they both prioritise the Barge, chances are high they'll blend personal and professional regardless. ]
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[Not all the big feelings she's feeling right now are bad, after all.]
Callisto was in a coma for like two months and I didn't tell almost anybody, but she's back now and she fought me again without trying to kill me.
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[ There's a slight nod, at the confirmation - she'd figured that's what was going on - and then breaks into a broad grin. ] Progress.
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[Which had been a welcome surprise - and, maybe, yet another sign that she's a bit too quick to assume that her fellow passengers are going to be criticize her wardening methods.]
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It's all about where you aim it. [ Then, both soft and intent - ] I'm glad she knows you're not her enemy.
[ She hesitates again; it's not reluctance, this time, just consideration. ] Cass talked to her.
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[But Tiffany doesn't seem bothered or perturbed by that, at least.]
Was it a good conversation or a bad one?
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Well, when being on the Barge reminds her too much of the Cassandra she lost, instead. ]
She didn't tell me everything. Just that Callisto seemed - lost, to her. Lost and hurting. [ And angry, but that part's obvious to anyone within a mile radius. ]
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[Definitely not an inaccurate assessment.]
She's strong too, though. I hope she saw that, too.
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[She takes another sip from her mug, then leans over and gives Barbara a light elbow in the ribs.]
Okay. Your turn.
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[ Her response is a shocked, exaggerated grimace - HOW DARE - before grinning and sipping her own cup. ]
Well. I've been...avoiding thinking about home very much, while I've been here. And then - well, there have been a couple of disappearances, and it's -
[ She shrugs, as that warm cheer fades entirely, leaving her looking grim and tired. ]
It isn't great. Feeling helpless again.
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Even I can't believe that I'm about to ask if you ever talked to Dracula.
[ But her amusement is raggedly bittersweet. ]
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The the anger fades away, and she's just...sad. ]
He was ancient and brilliant and wounded. Shattered, I think, by something he'd lost. He promised to teach me whatever I wanted to learn, in return for never being his Warden because he didn't want me to waste my time.
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[She says, taking a stab at finishing the thought. Tiffany attaches quickly, but those first meeting attachments are still rare and special, even for her.]
Lourdes was like that for me. Sariss, too.
What did you want to ask him to teach you first?